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The Widow's Laughter

THE WIDOW'S 
LAUGHTER

Having the troubled sea
Run down your cheeks.
Having the thunder 
claps
Deepening your 
countenance.
The laughter of a widow
In the storms of 
transition.

Having the tides of the 
sea
Stripping the shores wet
And the raindrops of 
tears
That sprang the dirge
On the dancefloor of 
sorrow.

In the sunset,
The mind's not at rest 
But the unforgettable 
memories
Hitting the screen of 
the mind
With a soft dirge in 
sorrow
Till all go hide.

17 Lines
 3  Stanzas
Date written: 2-Nov.-2012
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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Night and Rain

NIGHT AND RAIN

Up there in the sky,
Holding on, on so high..
Where the banana 
shines and shies,
Smiling night after night
Giving ur light.

In the sad cloud,
Where tears are formed
And the thunder laugh 
out loud.
In bits and drops, it falls.

Then in the morning 
lights,
Where the dropped 
tears
Marked mud against
The face of the earth.
Then children hopscotch
On the playground of 
thrills.

15 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Author; (KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO)

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In a Poor Man's Home

THE POOR MAN'S HOME

In a Poor Man's home
There is no wish 
Not even on your dish; 
No choice, but not boresome. 

In a Poor Man's home, 
Nothing is found on a silver platter;
Not even on a clay platter; 
No rejoice, but not toilsome. 

In a Poor Man's home 
You can't pay your fees 
Not even on your knees; 
No voice, but in all, its awesome. 

But tho' it seems today bitter 
It'll be tomorrow sweeter.

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Irresponsible Enemy

IRRESPONSIBLE ENEMY

When our tears drop 
and stench fire around 
us, 
And fire's enemy 
becomes otiose and 
nugatory,
Then shall tears 
backfire fire's enemy
And after a very scorch 
sunshine
Telling ur the end of 
those former days.

Then shall our eyelids 
close in sorrow
But tears have wiped 
away our sorrows
And our lions roaring in 
joy 
Marking the start of 
new days
And the end to the 
palsy-walsy.

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Damascus

DAMASCUS

Your opinion palpitates 
on and off.
Riding on the horse of 
pride, 
You stumble across 
your soul.
Ignorant about the 
chaplet of pride, 
Creampuff due to horse 
pleasure
You ditto to continue.

Angels are in 
accordance
Whilst you ride on the 
horse of pride
On the road to 
Damascus.
A great  voice descends 
on you
In the chambers of your 
memory.
The tempest washes 
your opinion away.

Even though you are 
power drunk
And you are pride drunk,
Kiss goodbye to your 
opinion,
Set out of your 
opinion's hair
And dive into  a 
humble opinion
As you have more than 
one 
String on your bow. 

19 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Date Written: 25-Jan-2011
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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Wicked Death

WICKED DEATH

Death summons people 
to his house everyday.
The house of no return.
As we gnash our teeth 
in pain,
The wicked palace 
gates are closed.
Your road is fork in 
nature
But a common goal is 
achieved.

Your monopolistic 
powers are great and 
shadowy.
You are really inimical 
and infanticide.
Your ineluctable and 
infradiablenctusf is bad.
You are inhumane and 
disappointing
And your actions are 
also fait accompli.

I lm thirsty for the key 
to your palace,
The keys hidden in the 
seventh chamber of the 
spirits
And enslave your 
haven permanently
And eavesdrop your 
conversation with the 
spirit
And engulf your palace 
with immortal ice.
 
16 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Date Written: 04-12-2010
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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Attributes of Africa

ATTRIBUTES OF AFRICA

Africa and Africans.
The continent and her 
inhabitants.
Rich in like cultures
And full of African 
hospitality.
I'm a proud African. 

At the East,
The flag of peace 
Is mounted on the 
peaks. 
Then to the West
Is the African breast
That nurtures the sea 
beds.

At her horn,
The call of African Union
And summit is heard 
and held,
And the North,
Where the dear milks 
Are found and drilled.

Then in the hearts of 
Africa
Is the Nile in veins-
conduit
And the bare-chested 
grounds
Of the desert and sand 
dunes.
In the South lands
Is the rib-cage
Of precious metals
And culturally 
conurbates
With all its islands.
I'm a proud African.

27 Lines
 4  Stanzas
Date Written: 25-
Sep.-2012
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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Fig Leaf

FIG LEAF

Coat of skin for fig leaf.
Burying yourself under 
fig leaves.
Yet you flash us
With a toothless smile.
But its enshrouded parts
I see.

When the Almighty
Pulls the plug of mercy
And spill the beans of 
curse,
You now bury your act 
Under your pillow of rest
And face the running 
storm.

The best for bane,
A friend for fiend.
Coat of skin for fig 
leaves:
Your evil choices.
Yet you turn blind eyes 
on your choices
And continue in your act
Leading you to the fiery 
pit.

20 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Date Written: 18-Feb-2011
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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Better Ghana With Ndc

BETTER GHANA WITH 
N.D.C

Better Ghana Agenda.
Victory colors hover 
around
The National 
Democratic Congress.
The muddled opponents
Still addled at his 
position.

Better Ghana Agenda.
The green, greener 
stature,
The white self help 
nurture
And the red striving 
nature
Unveiling the black 
veiled
Better Ghana Agenda.

Let us vote for Pres. 
Dramani
With his experts on the 
fields
For their fierce burning 
zeal.
Better Ghana with N.DC.
Unity, Stability and 
Development.

16 Lines
 3 Stanzas
Date Written: 14-
Dec-2012
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO

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The Potter's Pot

THE POTTER'S POT

The Potter's pot
Walks down the valley
In the woods
Of the forest of life.
Protected by its shed
On the path to the 
riverside.
The labyrinth forest,

Broken pot?
Lost in the forest? 
The stones of the forest 
And the footstep of 
others
Marked  against the 
walls of the path.
Weighed and found 
weightless,
Weighed and found 
wanting
Bt the riverside.

Back against the hills,
Weary in the forest and 
thirsty
On the path to the 
Potter.
No water to quench 
thirst.
The wayfarer.

Now the Potter
Weighs the pot
And found it worthless.
He repairs the broken
And gives map to the 
lost.
Pay heed, his next 
command
And fill your pot to 
overflow.
The Potter's pot.

28 Lines
 4 Stanzas
Date Written: 19-Oct-2011
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE 
AMENYO